I walked through valleys heavy with fear, Shadows clung close, the silence severe. Each step a burden, each day a test, A longing for shelter, a place of rest.
The doors behind me closed with chains, Echoes of torment, unshaken pains. I carried my story through sleepless skies, Hiding my sorrow, yet steady in cries.…
Duchess of Denton, calico bright, She rules every corner by day and by night. Her fountain is sparkling, her bowl is supreme, But dinner must match her exact foodie dream.
She perches on windows to spy on the birds, And chatters away in her own secret words. From sparrows to robins, she watches them dine,…
She moves like morning on the grass, A streak of grace you watch go past. The world around her seems to slow, As if it waits for her to show.
A little frame with eyes so wide, She walks with wonder at her side. She greets the day, she meets the air— Like every breeze…